The usual legal stuff: I don't own the stuff I'm writing about, though I doubt anyone would think for a second that I do. Square-Enix own the characters, original story and other bits and pieces that this story is based on.
Final Fantasy X
Identity Crisis
Chapter One
Tidus knew that something was wrong the minute he woke up. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something felt off. The intense physical training required of a top Blitzball player ensured that he was very in tune with his body, and he could feel that something was definitely up; the signals he was receiving were all wrong.
Opening his eyes, he saw the same roof above his head that he'd seen the night before as he settled in to sleep. But was it the same? Now that he thought about it, he didn't remember that stain over where two of the walls joined. Something else within the room was wrong, too. A soft, sweet smell slowly invaded his nostrils. It was a familiar odour, but one that shouldn't have been there in the bedroom. Perfume?
When the group stayed overnight at an Inn on their journey, they took out two separate rooms; one for Wakka, Auron and himself, another for Lulu, Rikku and Yuna, the summoner who they were accompanying on her pilgrimage. Tidus sat up to take a better look at the room around him.
An alien sensation, a weight hanging gently from his chest, made itself known all of a sudden. Glancing down, everything began to make a lot more sense. There, protruding from his chest, were what must certainly, unmistakeably, be female breasts. Looking across the room, he saw the two other beds as expected, but the heads resting on the pillows on top of them clearly belonged to Rikku and Yuna.
Slowly standing up, he made his way towards the bathroom door. This wasn't right, it couldn't be right. And yet, he felt the round globes on his chest bob gently as he walked. The movement of his hips seemed slightly more pronounced, a vaguely feminine swing, and his centre of gravity, he was sure, was different. He reached for the door handle and noticed how different his hand looked; it was small, the skin much paler than his own had been, and the nails were painted a vivid purple.
Stepping in front of the half-body mirror that hung on the wall, he immediately recognised Lulu staring back at him, though the hair was not up in its usual style, instead hanging about the face, somewhat messed from the night's sleep and her dress, with its complicated arrangement of belts, was replaced with a dark-coloured nightdress. Looking into the mirror and seeing someone watch back was an experience surreal beyond words.
After a few moments observing the face in the mirror, which bore a look of surprise and confusion, his eyes were drawn down to his ample new bosom. Alternating between watching the mirror and stealing glances down at his new body, he slowly reached up and took a breast in each hand. He knew Lulu had a large chest but they seemed positively huge from this new vantage point, the soft flesh overflowing the dainty hands that tried in vain to hold them.
Numerous thoughts were bouncing around his head. What had happened, and how was it even possible? If he had become Lulu, had she become him? This last line of thought seemed the most likely to produce results. He went to the bedroom to retrieve Lulu's dress before returning to the bathroom. Closing the door, he slipped the straps of the nightdress down his shoulders, letting it drop to his feet. Stealing a glance at his reflection, greeted by a view of Lulu in her underwear, he made his best effort to get into the unfamiliar garment. The corseted midsection squeezed his waist and adjusting the low-cut neck to sit properly around his bust, which he thought might pop out at any time, took longer than he expected. Looking into the mirror he ran a hand through the hair that now hung from his head, deciding to just leave it down.
Moving past the beds and to the door, he took a deep breath. Listening to Rikku and Yuna's gentle breathing as they slept, he slowly twisted the handle and stepped out to find his old body and, hopefully, some answers.
